The Opera Ticket, The Backpack and The Feline Asylum

Elroyjones and others who’ve asked for pics, I don’t have this miracle out here yet so I can’t provide you pics at the moment of that specific one. But the cool thing about living in the 21s Century is a person can meet himself coming the other direction down the road he’s going on.

A couple of things are different, but generally the same animal. The Craigslist one’s 21′ and the Opera Ticket’s 18′, I’m thinking. Same model, same engine, interior design somewhat different – this guy claims 18 mpg on the road. The one I’m getting has a generator mounted below on this side, while this one doesn’t.

But the Feline Asylum’s got 76,000 miles on the 22R engine, sat up a decade after the man owned it was killed in a plane crash. Then another man bought it, worked on a lot of it for five years, put a new set of tires on it, and before he was finished decided he has to move to Arkansas. It has a few things to be done before it’s ready to head off looking at operas.

I’ll be back and forth this week getting things arranged while the cats chew their toenails and stomp around complaining.

Welcome

I’m sharing it with you because there’s almost no likelihood you’ll believe it. This lunatic asylum I call my life has so many unexpected twists and turns I won’t even try to guess where it’s going. I’d suggest you try to find some laughs here. You won’t find wisdom. Good luck.